Doctor Ramsey Novelas e Histórias

“Mr. and Mrs. Velez… the doctor will see you now.” Sebastian gestured for me to go first, his hand hovering near the small of my back like he wanted to guide me inside but stopped himself. That small restraint—him holding back—was more startling than if he had grabbed me outright. Inside, the office was neat, shelves lined with medical journals, blinds filtering the late-morning light. Dr. Ramos, Paul's lead surgeon, sat behind his desk with a file open, his glasses perched low on his nose. “Please, sit,” he said warmly.

,The doctor said. Precious nodded her head before she took her hands off him. She followed the doctor from behind while he took the lead to his office. It was a long walk before they got there, she waited as he opened his office door before they got in. Precious quickly took her seat before the doctor walked round the table and took his too. He heaved a sign,"Am doctor Ramesh",He introduced. "Is he okay Doctor Ram?", Precious asked ignoring what he said. " Calm down young lady, he is",He replied and Precious heaved a sigh of relief. "Are you in anyway related to him?", Doctor Ramesh asked.

She said and Raymond grumbled slightly as he started the car again. “Someone?” Kira muttered to herself in anger. “Doctor Amish please?” Ariana spoke as she turned to Kira to confirm if she had gotten the name of the doctor and Kira smiled at her, indicating she had. “Oh I’m so sorry madam but docyor Amish took a break about two weeks ago. He was transferred in that time and hence, hasn’t being here for some time.” The receptionist told her and Raymond smiled slightly. “That’s fine, just arrange a session with any other brain specialist.” He said and Kira’s eyes widened in shock.

The werewolf doctor had cleared his throat numerous times in an attempt to get our attention, but we had ignored it, continuing our kiss until we were both satisfied and finally broke it off. “I love you,” Ramirez replied against my lips as our breaths intertwined. “Can I attend to him now?” The werewolf doctor asked, and I nodded in agreement. Upon seeing Ramirez's condition, the werewolf doctor was visibly shocked. "How did this happen? And when?" he inquired immediately, as he had left not long ago, and finding Ramirez in a much worse state than before left him looking terrified.

Thea pulled the stool closer and sat right beside me, her hand finding mine again. A few minutes later, the door opened and a middle-aged woman in a white coat walked in. She had kind eyes and a warm smile. “Hi there,” she said, glancing at the chart in her hand. “I’m Dr. Ramirez. You must be Roxette.” I nodded. “Yes. Hi.” Dr. Ramirez smiled at both of us before taking a seat on the rolling stool. She flipped through the papers on her clipboard for a moment, then looked up at me.

my doctor replied. “I don’t wish to be a regular visitor at a hospital, Dr. Raymond,” I said lightly. “I am now a professor of medicine and a consultant physician. Everyone calls me professor now,” he replied. “You are always Dr. Raymond to me,” I replied firmly. I turned to Zara almost immediately, “This is my personal doctor. He is actually Irish-British or British-Irish, whichever. Doctor Raymond Doyle, keep his name in mind.” “It is a pleasure to meet you, madam,” Dr. Raymond bowed lightly.

She’ll probably blame herself constantly, and she’ll hate herself even more for not telling Kai sooner. Speaking of Kai, she wondered where he was. He probably didn’t see her passed out earlier, which was good. She still hasn’t gotten the courage to tell him. “Mrs. Laurent, this is Dr. Ramirez,” A man probably in his late thirties entered the hospital room. “Mrs. Laurent,” He nodded a little bit to regard her presence. Ellyse stifled a smile, sitting up again. “Dr. Ramirez, it’s nice to meet you,” she said.

Graham was sleeping, but Ramsey assured her that the doctor had said he would be better in a few days. "I must warn you, Miss Humphrey, Lord Kent is in a bad way, a very bad way indeed. Best to brace yourself." "Thank you." She followed him to another bedroom. The room was dark, but a few lamps had been lit. Ella's heart skipped a beat as she glimpsed a figure lying on the bed. "Is there anything I can do for him?" she asked. "Be with him," Mr. Ramsey said. "Just let him feel your presence. The doctor told us that if he can survive the week, he'll likely heal in time, but there's a concern about bleeding on his brain."

“Start the treatment. I’ll cover the bills.” Both men turned. Ramsey’s eyes widened like he couldn’t believe what he’d heard. The doctor looked relieved. Ramsey dropped to his knees right there in the middle of the corridor. “Rachel… Miss Rachel… I… I don’t deserve this kindness. God, I don’t deserve you—” “Get up,” I whispered, fighting the sting of tears. “Please, get up.”But he stayed there, shaking, whispering thanks over and over. And I couldn’t even look him in the eye because if I did, I might break.

Ha! The day moves quickly. Looking at the clock and it’s 9pm. I’ve been here since 5:30 this morning. A yawn escapes me as I get ready to head home for the night. After all, I’m still on my holiday and I need to collect Robert’s car. Walking down the corridor, Cody approaches me as I head towards the main entrance of the hospital. “Dr Ramsey, thank you for letting me be by your side today. I was wondering if you would like to go and get a bite to eat to say thank you for today.” He smiles at me. He is a nice person. Plus, I don’t really want to go back home.